The Doctor's Orders

The Doctor’s Orders
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Doctor Dave puts Brian in his place.
Comments: :angela9in@ureach.com
Author’s Website: http://home.bellsouth.net/p/PWP-darknessprevails
Archive: yes with permission
Warnings: Brian bottoms out
Pairing: Brian/Dr. Dave
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Showtime and the writers/directors envisioned them. I just put them in pleasurable situations

I hate fucking advertisement conventions. They’re always full of straight, out-of-shape guys talking about football and eating pussy. Riker had sent me here to snag a multi-million dollar account, and for my reward, he got me a ticket to the convention. Of course, he would be expecting details of the night, considering the ticket cost him a grand. I didnave ave the guts to tell tha that he could have saved his money on the ticket, and he could have bought me the new Gucci boots I had on instead. I couldn’t help myself. When I saw the black, zip-up, Italian footwear I had to have them. God, Melanie is right, I am a label queen.

Entering the convention hall was like entering the gates of a NASCAR race. I knew immediately that I was going to be miserable. You would think that there would be more gay men in advertisement, considering the models, the clothing products, and the money, but I hadn’t managed to meet too many of them. Perhaps, gay men were smart enough to not come to these macho conventions, or maybe, they had the guts to tell their bosses “No thanks.” when they were asked to attend. Either way, I was stuck here for at least a couple of hours. I might as well make the best of it. I looked frantically for the bar.

Thank god for the Russians I thought as I sipped on my double Stoli cocktail. Fuck, even the bartender was straight and unattractive. I looked around the room absorbed in the unattractiveness of the entire lot. What a bunch of pathetic, pussy-whipped, assholes I thought. What was worse than being in this room with these straight men, was the fact that these guys looked broke, or at least not well off like myself. Was this the convention for Advertisers from the farm? Shit, my pants alone cost more than the entire outfits of the five guys closest to me. “Yo “You are such a snob.” A voice whispered in my ear.

I turned to confront the stranger. How the hell did he know I was a snob? Sure, he was right, but who asked him his opinion anyway? I didn’t say a word when I saw who it was. I just pursed my lips up into my “famous” flirtatious smile.

“What brings you to San Francisco? Have you fucked all the guys in Pittsburgh already?” he said mocking my sexual appetite.

“What brings you here? Have you already ran-off all the younger, cute, naive, men from Portland? I hissed back at the Doc. Jesus, he was the last person I wanted to see. Of course, I was referring to Mikey and his quick return from Portland. Mike had told us that the Doc was a manipulative asshole after they left Portland. He insisted that Mikey stay at home and not work. I guess keeping Mike dependent on him for everything was his way of controlling the situation. Man, and people actually wonder why I hate relationships and love. Why would anyone want to allow another person to mold you into something that your not, only to get pissed at you because you’ve “changed” so much?

“Are you here for business or pleasure?” he asked.

“By the looks of this crowd, neither.” I answered back wondering exactly what he meant by his question.

“I would never picture you as the type who would attend a medical convention. Why the hell are you here? Did you sleep with a College Dean and tease him until he gave you an honorable medical degree?” he smirked drinking from his beer.

I made a fake laugh sound and finished off my drink. What a fucking asshole? Was I in the wrong room? It would explain a lot. “Damm. I thought these guys looked too anal to be advertisers. I wonder if they know that they are total losers. You know, you fit rign win with the crowd. You should be proud of yourself Doctor David’” I announced proudly. I ordered another drink and walked off to find the right conference room. I hope that the new one would have a couple of cute straight boys that I could seduce and play with all night.

Once in the hallway of the hotel, I examined the conference hall assignments again. I determined that I was, unfortunately, in the right room, and the “Prick from Portland” was in the wrong room. I decided to check out the Medical convention instead. It couldn’t be any worse than the Hell I had been in for the last half hour.

The first thing I noticed about the Doc’s crowd was that it was older, uglier, and better dressed. I rolled my eyes on in disbelief and headed over towards the snack table. I ate some carrot sticks and cucumber slices. As usual, I ignored the fat loaded food. I wanted to save room for the Booze. I had no choice but to get wasted. I didn’t want to remember this night.

“I’ve always admired you for you discipline. Well, in regards to your food choice. You have absolutely no discipline when it comes to booze, drugs, and cock.” He teasingly smiled.

I smiled in acknowledgement. “Actually, I haven’t had any hard drugs since my birthday. I just do pot occasionally.” I said explaining myself to him. Why? I didn’t know.

“Yeah. I heard about the scarfing incident.” He said reaching for a chicken wing.

I was pissed that Mike had told him about something so personal. Instead of getting furious with my best friend, I remembered that I had brought some Cocaine along for this fun-filled trip, and I excused myself to go to the bathroom.

“Are you that afraid of me? Why do you keep walking away from me?” he asked.

“Afraid of you? Hardly. I’m walking away because you have done nothing but in me me and I’ve never liked you. So, why start now?” I said walking away from him once again.

I felt the pressure of his hand on my arm as he maneuvered me towards the door. I decided to see where he was taking me. I let him lead me outside the hotel lobby, and I waited patiently as he hailed a cab.

“What are you doing? “ I asked as he retrieved my trench leather jacket and his coat from the coat clerk.

“I’m rescuing you.” He smiled confidently.

“I can take care of myself.” I smiled back. “Besides, I have to stay, my boss bought this fucking ticket, and he will give me the third degree when I gat back.” I explained.

He stared at me in thought and looked me up in down. “You know another thing I’ve always admired about you?” he asked. I shook my head no. I couldn’t imagine him admiring me for anything except for my sexual expertise. “I love the way you dress. Jesus, how much did this outfit cost you?” he asked rudely.

I examined what I had on. I wore my light-mustard colored suede pants, a black knit shirt, my new Gucci boots, and a trench style leather coat. Damm, I was dressed nicely. “I don’t know, maybe e gre grand.” I honestly answered.

He looked at me in shock. “Come on. I’ll take you to a place where you can drive all the men crazy. It’s San Francisco Brian. Where else can you find so many gorgeous gay men?” he asked me.

“Sure as hell not at the Waverly Hotel?” I admitted. I stepped towards the cab into his response of his request. “Well, you coming or not?” I asked stepping into the cab. He quickly jumped into the cab, and I suddenly felt queasy. If Mike knew that I was getting ready to go party with his ex he would be pissed at me for at least a week.

The cab ride was uneventful for the most part except for when the driver took a sharp left, and David leaned into me for support. I felt a sense of excitement as he pushed himself off of me using my thigh for support. I smiled at his obvious attempt to grope at “Do “Do you mind?” I asked before snorting some Cocaine. He shook his head no. I was surprised when he took the stuff when I offered it to him. Maybe he needed an excuse to get carried away tonight. I know I did.

When the driver dropped us off at the Royal Suites, I wondered where this party was that David had talked about. I had assumed that we were going to a club. He led me through the hotel lobby into the elevator. As he pushed the floor button, I noticed that he was trembling slightly. Maybe, he had taken too much Cocaine. I would need to keep an eye on him for a while. The drug had definitely started to work on me. I felt energetic, happy, and horny. You can’t beat that with a stick.

“What are you smiling about?” he asked reaching out to touch the sleeve of my coat. I didn’t answer him back. I was too busy looking at his eyes. As much as I hate to admit it, I had always found the Doc attractive. He’s not really my type, but he’s attract I h I had never pursued him because of Mike and because of the fact that we both like to be in control. He lent in to kiss me, but I drew back.

“What are you doing?” I asked drawing further back into the elevator. That was stupid I quickly realized as he cornered me. He stared into my eyes intently licking his lips lightly. Just one kiss I thought. As our lips touched, I was caught in an instant swoon. My head felt light and the elevator seemed to be spinning. I struggled to catch my breath as he sucked harder on my swollen lips. Jesus, no wonder Mike always bragged that he was a good kisser. He gripped me harder, and the feel of his strong arms around me made me whimper slightly. This is definitely going to be trouble if I let it go any farther I thought. I was completely out of control, and I didn’t like it. I pulled back from his hot little mouth reluctantly. I had to gain some control back from the situation. I hadn’t whimpered like a fuckable bottom since my college relationship with Cameron.

He looked at me in confusion as I walked away towards the elevator door. God, is this fucking thing going to ever get us to the correct floor? I asked myself. In response, the door sprang opened and I waited for him to lead us to the room. I almost got back on the elevator to leave, but I had to admit that I was curious about these other guys. I needed a distraction from David’s kiss.

Shocker. I thought as he opened the door to his empty hotel room. He took off his coat and walked over to the mini-bar. I slowly took off my coat looking around at the impressive suite. I saw him watching me from a mirror. I thought would it really be so bad if I let this happen. Yes. I thought. What would my pals from the Pitt think? I had spent months breaking Mike and David apart, and now here I was thinking about fucking his brains out.

I accepted the drink he brought me and I looked into his eyes again. He was hot. I could think of a few things I would love to do with his body. Well, no since in wasting time with mindless chatter. “So, have you ever been a bottom?” I asked.

He choked slightly on his drink in surprise. “You don’t waste anytime do you?” he said smiling.

“Look, let’s be honest here shall we. I think it’s fair to say that we have both been attracted to each other for some time. One of the reasons I haven’t pursued you is because I’m not a bottom and neither are you. You are obviously wanting to be in control here tonight, and I ‘m not comfortable with that idea.” I explained drinking my drink in one swallow.

“What makes you think I want you or that I want to be in control?” he teasingly smiled.

“Well, let’s see. You lied to me to get me here, you’ve been leading me around like I was a woman, you cornered me in the elevator, and, finally, you’re trying to get me drunk.” I clarified.

“I think everyone needs to take some time off every once in a while. I thought maybe I could give you a break from having to perform for an audience. That’s why I brought you here. You don’t need to impress a bunch of men to get attention. You got all the attention you could ever need right here.”

“And the control issue?” I asked shifting my weight so that I was closer to him.

“Let me show you what I think about that control issue.” he said reaching out for me. I struggled to get away form his grip, but I didn’t really make that much of an effort. Before I knew it he was on top of me kissing me like he was before. His weight along with his hardened cock on my leg caused me to become hard as well. I was so horny. I hadn’t had sex since my last time with Justin, and that was two days ago. Yeah, I would have to let him fuck me; it can feel so good if it’s with someone who cares for me or who will take his time. Only two men had ever fucked me, and one of them was back home in my bed probably fucking some other eighteen year-old-boy. I decided to give in to him completely.

“Alright, Doctor David, your patient will let you treat him, but only under one condition.” I managed to get out through my kissing lips.

He smiled seductively. “What’s that condition Patient Kinney?”

“You have to make me feel like I’m the only person in the world. If I’m going to allow myself to be vulnerable and exposed to you, I have to know that you worship me, even if it’s just for tonight.” I said quite seriously.

He looked at me intently and stroked the side of my face lightly. “That won’t be a problem. Anything else?” he asked.

“Yes. You have to fuck and suck me gently, slowly, and deeply. If you fail to perform these services I will have no choice but to file for malpractice.” I joked grabbing his head roughly and kissing him hard.

He continued to kiss me and caress my crotch. I was so fucking hard, and his teasing caresses were almost unbearable. I wanted to beg him for some relief, but I remembered the control game we were playing, so I played along with him.

“Stand up for me Brian.” He demanded. I did as he said hoping that he was going to suck me off.

“Take everything off for me slowly.” He requested leaning back into the couch for the show.

I felt unusually nervous. Usually, I was very confident with my body, but this time I wasn’t in control and being exposed completely made me uncomfortable. I looked into his wanting eyes, took a deep breath, and I began to undress slowly. My nervousness quickly disappeared when I saw his looks of approval. He sucked on his lips and rubbed the front of his pants. I loved the attention. Shocker.

As I slid my underpants off, I heard him breathe in hard. “My God, you are fucking beautiful!” he proclaimed getting off of the couch.

Instead of my usual I know, I said ”Thanks.” He smiled at my lack of arrogance. He kissed me gently and grabbed my hand. He led me to the bedroom, and he asked me to lie down in the center of the bed. If he wanted me to feel vulnerable he was doing a good job. He hadn’t taken off one piece of clothing, and I was beginning to get uncomfortable again. Just as I thought I couldn’t take anymore of this game, he asked me if I liked candles. I shook my head approvingly, and he lit five candles throughout the room. As he turned the light off, I noticed the bulge in his pants. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I wanted to taste him, and I wanted to feel his spunk oozing down my throat. I blushed with my thought, and I heard him snicker.

“What are you thinking sexy?” he asked coming over to the bed.

“I was thinking about how much I want to suck your cock.” I shamelessl replied pulling his lips towards mine. He looked into my eyes and smiled.

“I didn’t think you could look any more beautiful, but this candlelight on your face makes you look like an angel.” He commented. I laughed at his obvious mistake. Who the hell in their right mind, would call me an angel?

“I said you looked like an angel. I know you’re not one you little shit.” He playfully replied pinching my nipple. I moaned as he bent down to kiss it. As he sucked on my left tit, I remembered the “nipple story” Mikey had told us about at the gym. The Doc sucked on his for twenty-seven minutes. I looked over at the clock for the current time just in case. I was somewhat disappointed when he left my nipples so soon. Only nine minutes? Were my nipples not as suckable as Mike’s?

“I’ll come back to those babies, but first I have to give your cock some attention.” He explained to me.

“Doc. Can you read my mind?” I asked in surprise.

“No. I just know how your dirty little mind works.” He answered just before he licked my shaft. I arched my back slightly at his touch. As he gently sucked on the head, I knew I wouldn’t last long. I was totally turned on by his hot little mouth, and two days was a long time to go without it. Well, it is for me anyway.

“You are so fucking hard Brian. I want to taste you in my mouth” he teasingly remarked. He grabbed my hips as I began to breathe harder. I gently pumped my cock farther in his mouth wanting him to take it all. I arched my neck backwards licking and sucking on my lips. Just as I thought it couldn’t feel any better, he stuck his thumb in my tight hole. A loud moan escaped from my lips, and this caused him to suck and finger me harder and quicker. I grabbed his head and played with his hair desperately trying to hold off for just a bit longer. My mistake was looking at him. Seeing his eyes closed and his mouth wrapped around my cock was the breaking point.

“Suck me. Oh, David you are so fucking good.” I let out as I came into his waiting mouth. My orgasm seemed to last forever, but eventually I was emptied out. I laid back in exhaustion. Jesus, this guy was good I thought to myself.

“How was it?” he asked sucking on my nipples again.

“Well, if you fuck like suc suck, I’m never leaving this room. You’ll have to drag my ass out into the hallway.” I smiled. As I looked down to watch the nipple action, I remembered that he hadn’t taken any clothes off yet. “Doc, are you going to take your clothes off tonight?” I asked eager to continue on with the action.

“Patience Brian. The doctor is just conducting a thorough examination before administering treatment.” He said biting down on my right tit.

“Well, I can think of a place that needs some examination.” I said hinting around for some rimming action.

“I bet you can,” he said rolling me over on my stomach. I arched my ass up higher as he bit my left cheek. The feel of his wet tongue rolling along my ass was exhilarating. I was filled with anticipation as he teased my hole with his mouth. Once again I found myself wanting to ask him for relief, but I held my tongue. After all, doctor’s had been known to perform mira on on their patients, and I was not about to get in the way of that.


I clenched the sheet in my mouth as he burrowed his tongue into my tight hole. He grabbed my hips like he was riding a fucking wild Bronco, and he rammed his tongue into me as far as it would go. I shuddered with excitement and moaned in ecstasy. No wonder Mikey put up with his shit for so long I thought to myself. I swayed my ass towards his waiting mouth wanting everything he could give me.

I couldn’t hold it anymore. “David, please fuck me now. I can’t wait any longer.” I shamefully begged. The tongue action immediately stopped, and I felt a twinge of regret. I hoped I hadn’t pissed him off. As I rolled over to see him, I saw him staring at the mirror over the dresser. “Hello? Are you still with me?” I asked worried that the game was over.

He smiled at me devilishly. “Okay. I’m ready to administer my treatment. I want you on your knees and ready for me.” He said reaching to pull his shirt over his head. I stared sideways at the mirror appreciating the view of him undressing and of me lying there waiting to be impaled by his massive tool. I felt him approaching from behind. He nudged himself between my legs as he bent over to lick my back. I arched slightly with his cold wet kiss.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked opening the lube bottle.

“Yeah.” I quietly replied. The lube felt cold for just an instant. As soon as he began to open me up with his fingers, the lube got hot and slippery. I loved opening up Justin in this manner app apparently so did the Doc. He worked my hole expertly, and I was getting ready to explode with excitement again.

Sensing my approaching climax, David stopped the finger action, and he reached for a condom. I began to dread the impending pain of the first thrust. The first few were always painful, but eventually the pain would turn into pleasure, and I would forget all about the pain.

As he entered me slowly and carefully, I was filled with an instant jolt of pain. He held me from my shoulders so that I couldn’t pull away from his cock. I moaned in agony wanting him to stop his assault on my hole.

He bent down towards my ear and he asked, “Are you okay?” With much deliberation, I reluctantly said yes, and he carried on with his mission. Within minutes, I began to open up completely to him, and the pain melted into pleasure. I watched him fucking me in the mirror, and I caught him smiling proudly at himself on more than one occasion. He was getting off on fucking my young sweet ass, and it made me harder just thinking about it.

He pulled me up towards ho tho that he could suck on my ears and on my neck. I grabbed his neck with my hand and turned my neck so that he could kiss me. The taste of me in his mouth drove me crazy with excitement. I turned once again towards the mirror. I watched his cock going in and out of me, and I watched his eyes opening and closing with pleasure. His mouth was slightly opened, and his tongue was giving his lips a good workout. I also watched me stroking myself towards another orgasm. I wished that Justin was here sucking me off, or better yet, I wish that I were fucking Justin while the Doc was fucking me.

His tempo picked up speed and so did mine. I knew this round would be quick, so I wasn’t disappointed when he shot his load on my back. The feel of his hot spunk on me made me blow again, and I was already thinking about round two before I was completely emptied.

“I’m not through with you yet,” he said going into the living room. In a few seconds, he came back with some bottled water. As he handed me my bottle, he pinched my nipple hard and said, “Doctor’s orders. Get plenty of fluid when participating in extraneous activity.” I smiled at his joke and wondered if he would let me return the fuck, I mean the favor.

The End